Broken wings ( a little bit different, not done yet.)

by Joyo   Jun 28, 2006


I bow down as I see that my wings are broken,
I hide from the world as I try to escape.
As I flee those things that is unspoken,
I take cover behind a fearless shape.

But tears are falling in the shadows,
The world gets more diffuse as my dreams grow.
And as I walk through the corridor i look out the windows,
wishing time wouldn\'t pass this slow

I\'m sitting in my chair,
and I know there\'s a long way left.
And as I look into the face of perfection,
I only feel like falling down this cleft.

falling down this huge gap that\'s between me and your expectations.
And how am I ever gonna\' learn how to fly with my wings,
When you hold them with that firm grip?
with an adamant surface on my face I can\'t reach, I can\'t experience what life brings.

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